Some of them are Crows and some are Ravens. But they share the same waddle and crossed-eyed stare. The glare off of  the sleet and the snow hides the difference while a contrast of black and white is like a razor’s edge. It leaves no room for gray as it simplifies life and makes nature-gazing crisp and clean.

I sway my head side to side as I track the Crows bobbling walk. I identify with the wadle and wonder why Crow walks with such a motion. There is a tune inspired by the bobbling and I find that I hum it throughout the day.

While they are known in part as a nusance, I ponder the habits of the Crow and find that they make their nest high in the trees. They work to have the highest vantage point to search for the sustenance they desire.  They stay just beyond the bird feeders on the front porch and are content to be fed cracked corn at  the edge of the yard.

There are finer looking birds but giving crow their due they lull me into a daydream with a side to side swaying of my head as I watch the special bobble of friend Crow.

Eventually I close my eyes and imagine that I can see from high up in the tree tops. I find that I long for cracked corn and for a while become my friend Crow. It is a momentary lullaby of my spirit, a tune of peace and more so … a blessed melody of healing and well being.

Hello again to my friends that have been with me for a year or so. I also welcome those of you who are just finding my blog. In my previous post I mentioned that I wanted to make some changes in my blog. I think I have a direction that will satisfy my efforts to do storytelling and journaling. As part of this effort I want to share mine and hope you will share yours. I feel this may be a helpful way to progress down the road of wellness and find healing. I will be writing from the perspective of an ordinary person and not as a therapist. If I write as a therapist I will let you know. I have already found stories that come from my childhood and have helped me understand about the role that bipolar has played in my life. I also found humorous childhood experiences that make me giggle and lighten my day. Both kinds of stories have been simple, childlike and helpful. Please feel free to join me and share your stories. Peace, Annie

I hope that each of you had a Happy New Years day and look forward to a peaceful new year. I certainly look back on the healing and wellness that was mine in 2008. Your support and words of support were important in this result.

I have decided to make some changes in my blog and wanted to share them with you. While it has been healing to write about bipolar it is time to break out to other topics. Primarily I want to submit my writing for possible comments rather than for my blog to be a personal exchange.

I have found that my writing takes a front seat to other activities that fill my day. I have never had the opportunity to write and I want to get feedback from others. The fact that I had problems in reading as a child means I do not have a clear sense of where to go with my writing. If this is not of interest to you I will understand if you stop reading my posts.

Peace to you all! Annie